The violent sword fairy pushing the world

Chapter 106 Vision (one more)
Terrible, terrible.

It was just an ordinary manor, and the internal security measures were several times more terrifying than what the people of Yangcheng said.

More than fifty well-trained mercenaries, armed with AKs, 95 rifles, machine guns, Gatling, and even armor-piercing sniper rifles, aimed at the inside of the manor around the clock, without a single omission.

Even if Shen Lang hadn't run in time, he suspected that this group of people might have pulled out armored vehicles, bazookas, high-explosive bombs and other weapons with huge lethality.

With this configuration, not to mention two or three fourth-rank masters, I am afraid that even a fifth-rank grand master may not dare to rush in.

This manor has a big secret!
"I ran for more than ten kilometers, so it should be safe."

Shen Lang stayed in a forest for more than ten minutes, and he breathed a sigh of relief after not hearing the sound of pursuers coming from behind.

With his current defense of the Great Sun Treasure body, it is not enough to resist such a dense firepower network coverage.

Especially the armor-piercing sniper rifle. I don't know if this thing is a weapon specially aimed at body-training warriors. Other rifles and machine guns can only break the skin, but when placed on the sniper rifle, it directly penetrates his body.

There was a small wound, but not a small one.

Although……

During the galloping banquet, the wound had already healed, and the bullet was squeezed out without knowing when, but it still sounded a wake-up call to Shen Lang. For body-training warriors, modern technology already has a solution.

From this, he understood: it's not that the modern technology is stronger, it's that he hasn't mastered the practice yet.

If he pushes the body of the Great Sun Treasure to the Dacheng stage, he believes that even in a battlefield full of gunfire, the enemy may not be able to break through his great defense.

Still...too weak.

After a little rest, Shen Lang put Zhou Ming down in his hands. This unlucky guy couldn't move at all because of the broken spine, so he could only be grabbed by Shen Lang like a chicken, and he was unfortunately shot several times .

Although the hit was not a fatal part, it was almost time to say his last words.

"Come on, I'll wait a moment, I'll answer the phone."

At this time, Shen Lang, who heard the phone ringing, received a call from Mr. Ye Zhennan. Sister Wen Yue came back by herself.

Now that he has returned home safely, the people from the Criminal Investigation Bureau are downstairs 24 hours a day to check for hidden dangers.

Is this... the end?

He has worked so hard to break into Moore Manor, such as outwitting the leader among thousands of troops, is he doing useless work?

wrong.

Saving Sister Wenyue is the top priority.

But there is the second most important thing, and that is to eliminate the devil and eradicate the devil's lair.

then……

Shen Lang changed the subject: "Have you passed on the method of divine presence to others?"

Maybe the key word was triggered, and Zhou Ming's dying breath suddenly became rapid. He seemed to be laughing, and forced his last breath to grin ferociously:

"That's right, this immortal technique will no longer be exclusive to you alone. When all the disciples of my Tiangang Sect learn such a secret technique, Yangcheng cannot keep you..."

However, as expected by Zhou Ming, Shen Lang was ugly, distorted, and even irritable when he took off on the spot.

Instead, it was a look of pity.

"Oh."

When a man dies, he will die.

Although Shen Lang couldn't bear to see the den of criminals who teamed up with Zhou Ming to plot against him and kidnapped his family, he still hardened his heart and chose to stand by and watch.

If they only practice the divine method and don't use it in this demon cave of Tiangangzong, at most they will have a time bomb with no time on their bodies, but if they want to rely on the divine method to cholera the common people, burn, kill and loot, then the time bomb is really It's a ticking time bomb.

Zhou Ming:? ? ?
Oh?
What does oh mean?
Shouldn't you be jumping on the spot at this time?

As if he didn't see Shen Lang's panic-stricken reaction, the last flame of life that Zhou Ming forcibly raised was gradually extinguished in Shen Lang's indifferent eyes.

Zhou Ming...he will never rest in peace.

……

A taxi quickly passed through the street, and soon stopped at a high-end mansion.

This is the wealthy area of ​​Yangcheng, basically the same price as the villas on Yunwu Mountain.

The second uncle's family lives here.

Soon, Shen Lang saw the kidnapped Shen Wenyue.

Apart from his poor mental state, he didn't have any obvious injuries on his body.

"Sister Wenyue, I'm sorry."

After Shen Lang greeted his second uncle's family, he soon came to Shen Wenyue's side.

"It's because I'm not as skilled as others, and it's not your fault."

Shen Wenyue didn't let out any anger in her heart, she didn't vent her anger on Shen Lang, but thought that she was an imposing warrior, and she couldn't even see the enemy's face clearly, so she fell unconscious.

This is a great shame.

But soon, she bent her eyebrows, took out her mobile phone and placed it in front of Shen Lang, pointing to a report on it: "But cousin, the person mentioned here should be you, right?"

Shen Lang looked at it, and it was his exposed information.

Wang Xuan once called and said that he had asked Shui Jun to search for hot searches and temporarily suppressed his information, but after all, it has been spread for a while, and no one can say where there will be his information.

"Ah."

Shen Lang generously admitted.

This kidnapping case sounded a wake-up call for Shen Lang.

Although he has a fourth-rank cultivation base and impressive strength, his family and friends do not have such self-protection ability. If the enemy fails to target him, they will vent their anger on his family instead.

Destroying him all over the house to attack his belief would undoubtedly be a disaster for Shen Lang.

He needs a force, an organization that can protect his family.

Organizations like the Martial Artists Association and the Detective Bureau.

or……

He built one himself.

Although, he seems to have lost his innate qi, but if he replaces it with the real qi of the sun, who dares to say that this is not innate qi?
In other words, he is already a genuine fourth-rank martial artist.

A grandmaster who can open up sects, establish influence, and protect one side.

In ancient times, he could be regarded as a battle god who has killed tens of thousands of enemies.

It is more than enough to open up a sect.

Coupled with the care of the Martial Artists Association and the Detective Bureau, it is enough to protect the family.

Of course, this is just an assumption, after all, he is too young, he doesn't have any martial arts cheats in his hands, and he doesn't have any disciples who can take care of himself.

Even if built, I'm afraid it's just an empty shell.

But it is also necessary to say hello to the family in advance.

Hearing Shen Lang's own confession, not only Shen Wenyue, but even the second uncle and aunt gasped.

Grandmaster!

That's the master.

In Yangcheng, Shen Lang's face is the capital of rampage.

As long as he can get in touch with Shen Lang, his industry, stardom, and official career will surely rise step by step.

All the way to the green light.

Some people will even take advantage of Shen Lang's relatives and friends because they want to have a relationship with Shen Lang.

This is the weight of a master-level powerhouse.

Especially since Shen Lang is still so young, the fourth rank may not be the end yet.

Fifth Grade Grandmaster?
Sixth Rank Peerless Grandmaster?
Or also...

Seventh-rank Heavenly Immortal?

hiss……

I can't think about it anymore, or I should be daydreaming.

Shen Wenyue was dumbfounded: "My cousin is a grand master! But I heard from grandpa, don't you have a short time to practice martial arts?"

Shen Lang tilted his head and looked serious: "Although I have practiced martial arts for a short time, I worked very hard. A genius is 90.00% ninety percent sweat plus one percent talent, and I am 90.00% ninety percent talent plus one percent." With one percent sweat, I reached the fourth-rank realm without paying much attention."

Originally, Shen Wenyue, who was listening carefully to a master-level powerhouse about her precious cultivation experience, suddenly felt that something was wrong.

"..."

Then, he grabbed the pillow beside him and threw it over.

"Hey, sister Wenyue, this is indeed a talent. I'm just a grandmaster who has just entered the fourth rank. I don't have any experience to talk about. But I can ask Mr. Ye from the Warrior Association to give you extra lessons."

Shen Lang coughed, he cultivated so fast, all because of his unparalleled talent, but when it comes to cultivation experience, he is a layman.

He didn't know anything about the road after the fourth rank.

After all, no one told him.

The practice of fourth-rank warriors on the Internet has also been artificially blocked.

He is a rookie martial artist, so he will not mistake his disciples.

(End of this chapter)